Debbie Roth

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Twenty years of loving and hoping had broken her and allowed Ted to slip in through the cracks and there was no turning back. I sold my soul, Eddie, and I feel that vacancy every single day. And now our kid, all grown up. At art school! All your talent, you’d be so proud, and she looks like you too, Eddie. Got my smile, they say, but I only see you. And sometimes it hurts to look at her, at her smooth skin and the years she has ahead, and I want to slap her, Eddie, and that’s why I have to keep her at arm’s length, because sometimes she makes me bitter and I don’t want to be bitter because it ...more
Still Life
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